Spider Man Hearts Novels & Stories

I start to climb down, gripping the cloth rope with everything I have. Don’t look up, I tell myself. *Don’t look up.* But I do. He’s there. Peering out the window, knife in hand. And then I see something peeking from under his sleeve. A spider web tattoo on his wrist. The same one the man outside had days ago. He raises the knife. No—no, no, no He starts cutting the cloth. “Please!” I scream. “Don’t—” The rope snaps. My body freefalls.

Worse yet would be a jump from a building as tall as the Stratosphere. The Vampire was almost back to the landing. He held onto one rung, swinging back and forth, reaching with the other hand, trying to secure his placement. Jamie was closing in. Like Spiderman, he leapt across the void, landing near the Vampire and grasping one of the spiraling pieces of metal near the leg where the Vampire hung. Through Jamie’s IAC, she saw the monster pull back his lips, barring his fangs, and hissing in a frantic bid to save his undead life.

Their voices crowded my head, a high-velocity chaos of grief and rage. “Give up... it’s easier to be hollow... let the frequency take you...” "Shut up," I hissed into the breather. I thought about the auction. I thought about the first time Dante touched my hand and the "Tether" sparked. I thought about the way he looked when he realized I was the girl from the crate. That memory was my anchor. I used it like a shield, pushing through the thick, viscous liquid. The pipe narrowed. The heat began to rise. The Spire’s core was just ahead, a pulsating, white-gold heart that radiated a frequency so powerful it made my teeth rattle in my skull.

“When the spider venom is extracted and administered by person A to person B, then person B begins to feel connected to person A.” I raise another finger, “Two, your heart skips and you’re overcome with joy just by being near them. After being bitten, you will be unable to hurt the spider but with a human, you’d want what’s best for them. The happiness you feel is a side effect of a part of the venom.” I raise another finger as I feel my eyes begin to tear up. “Heart pounding, wanting to be near them, wanting to do whatever they say to help them…” The first tear falls. “Should I go on?”

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"To hell with you!" This time, the woman atop the spider trembled with fear as if she had run into a powerful enemy. The halberd fell from mid-air, giving the woman no chance to react as it struck her body and split her clean into two as the spider's body was bisected as well. The spider's legs were blasted to bits and scattered on the ground. Tracy walked over with a smile. "You seemed to have learned something new, Mister Penn." "Yep. I think I've found a special energy."

Abby blurted out. I froze. That idiot... Did he really think he could just purchase my affection back? "And that’s not even the craziest part." Abby’s tone shifted strangely. "He went through with eye-replacement surgery." My heart skipped violently. My pulse spiked. "The specialists warned him that his inability to recognize faces is rooted in his mind, not his eyes. The procedure is incredibly dangerous, with less than a thirty percent chance of working. Yet, he signed the papers anyway. "He told them that before he finalized the divorce, he needed to truly see you, just one time."

I can never be with him as I like Sameer and I want to be with him but his thinking made me realize that he is such a good human being and any girl is lucky to have him but I can never be that girl because I want to be with Sameer. "Where are you lost?" he asked. "No I was thinking why doesn't every man think like you?" "I dont know about anyone but I think like this after seeing many thing and it all depends on our heart. If we love someone from the heart then that's the main thing, and nothing else does matters," he said and I was there sitting and admiring him. How can he be so different from everyone? *****

I was holding my stomach when I felt a slight pain. I was holding my stomach when I felt a sharp pain. "Oh my gosh! Who's that girl?!" Lexy exclaimed, her surprise evident. My heart raced as I saw a woman approaching Brandon. She placed her hand on his shoulder, standing uncomfortably close to him. My pulse quickened as I watched Brandon seemingly entranced, allowing her to touch his chest. My body started to shake, and tears began to fall, especially when the woman leaned in closer to him. My eyes widened, and I instinctively turned away.

She gasped for air, her vision blurring as the pressure increased. “Let me go!” Daphne whimpered, her voice barely a whisper as she struggled against his grip. Fear surged through her, her mind racing with desperation as she clawed at his hands, trying to free herself. The room spun around her, and she felt her strength fading, the cold grip of panic setting in as she realized just how close she was to losing consciousness.